Quotes added on Monday, April 26 2010
The
vision-7
[Is anyone even reading my story? Sorry I didn't put anything up for awhile I forgot my password.]
I wake up slower this time, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings. It was night time, I think, and late by the looks of it. The curtain was still around me but there was no light coming over the top. There was a small lamp on my bedside table, it glowed softly. And there was Luken, sitting on a wooden chair, leaning over and looking at his hands.
"Luken." I say, he looks up.
"Bree." He sounded, serious, I got the feeling this man didn’t party much.
"Where am I?" He takes a deep breath.
"That’s what I came to talk to you about. I need to tell you some things. And ask you some questions." He waits, looking into my eyes as if expecting an answer.
"Shoot." I say after a moment, lying my head back on the pillow, causing myself to wince at the pain in my shoulder, then trying to hide the wince. I look at him and he starts.
"You are at Bermington college. It is a school for the…blessed. I teach here." He stops again.
"What were you doing in that forest?" I ask quietly.
"Spying."
"On me?"
"Yes, and the people you were with." He looks up to meet my eyes but I look down at my lap.
"Oh."
"How do you know them?"
"You mean Adrian and Paul? I met them at a party." I half-lie. I look up, he was staring at me seriously.
"They were the ones that knocked you unconscious?"
"Well…yes." I say quietly.
"Tell me about it."
"It’s a long boring story, I’m sure you don’t want to hear about it."
"If I didn’t I wouldn’t have asked." I shift uncomfortably again.
"Well I was at this party, kind of a ball thing, and they showed up. I saw Adrian and I freaked and ran but then the other guy, Paul. Just held his hand out and I was knocked unconscious."
"Why did you run?"
"What?" I look up at him.
"Why did you run from Adrian. Had you met him before?"
"I-no. He…he was blue." I say softly. Luken just keeps staring at me.
"I had never seen a blue person before."
"Blue?"
"Yeah. Not like his skin blue just…you have no idea what I am talking about do you?"
"You saw his power centre." Luken states simply.
"Yeah." I was surprised, he did know what I was talking about.
"How?"
"I-what?" I ask, confused.
"How did you see his power centre?"
"I looked at him." Lukens frown deepened.
"I don’t understand." This sounded rare for him.
"It’s my…power. Gift. Blessing. Whatever."
"You see power centres?" He asks me. I nod.
"What colour is mine." I break the intense eye contact and play with a loose thread in my sheet.
"I don’t know." I mumble. There was a few moments pause.
"I don’t believe you." I jerk my head up.
"What?"
"I don’t believe you."
"Why not?" I was surprised, hurt even. He doesn’t reply.
"I…" I try to think of how to explain this.
"Control your power and tell me what colour my power centre is. Then I will believe you."
"I don’t really control it, it kinda controls me."
"I don’t understand."
"That happen a lot?" He doesn’t smile. I look at the sheet again. This was an awkward conversation.
[Is anyone even reading my story? Sorry I didn't put anything up for awhile I forgot my password.]
I wake up slower this time, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings. It was night time, I think, and late by the looks of it. The curtain was still around me but there was no light coming over the top. There was a small lamp on my bedside table, it glowed softly. And there was Luken, sitting on a wooden chair, leaning over and looking at his hands.
"Luken." I say, he looks up.
"Bree." He sounded, serious, I got the feeling this man didn’t party much.
"Where am I?" He takes a deep breath.
"That’s what I came to talk to you about. I need to tell you some things. And ask you some questions." He waits, looking into my eyes as if expecting an answer.
"Shoot." I say after a moment, lying my head back on the pillow, causing myself to wince at the pain in my shoulder, then trying to hide the wince. I look at him and he starts.
"You are at Bermington college. It is a school for the…blessed. I teach here." He stops again.
"What were you doing in that forest?" I ask quietly.
"Spying."
"On me?"
"Yes, and the people you were with." He looks up to meet my eyes but I look down at my lap.
"Oh."
"How do you know them?"
"You mean Adrian and Paul? I met them at a party." I half-lie. I look up, he was staring at me seriously.
"They were the ones that knocked you unconscious?"
"Well…yes." I say quietly.
"Tell me about it."
"It’s a long boring story, I’m sure you don’t want to hear about it."
"If I didn’t I wouldn’t have asked." I shift uncomfortably again.
"Well I was at this party, kind of a ball thing, and they showed up. I saw Adrian and I freaked and ran but then the other guy, Paul. Just held his hand out and I was knocked unconscious."
"Why did you run?"
"What?" I look up at him.
"Why did you run from Adrian. Had you met him before?"
"I-no. He…he was blue." I say softly. Luken just keeps staring at me.
"I had never seen a blue person before."
"Blue?"
"Yeah. Not like his skin blue just…you have no idea what I am talking about do you?"
"You saw his power centre." Luken states simply.
"Yeah." I was surprised, he did know what I was talking about.
"How?"
"I-what?" I ask, confused.
"How did you see his power centre?"
"I looked at him." Lukens frown deepened.
"I don’t understand." This sounded rare for him.
"It’s my…power. Gift. Blessing. Whatever."
"You see power centres?" He asks me. I nod.
"What colour is mine." I break the intense eye contact and play with a loose thread in my sheet.
"I don’t know." I mumble. There was a few moments pause.
"I don’t believe you." I jerk my head up.
"What?"
"I don’t believe you."
"Why not?" I was surprised, hurt even. He doesn’t reply.
"I…" I try to think of how to explain this.
"Control your power and tell me what colour my power centre is. Then I will believe you."
"I don’t really control it, it kinda controls me."
"I don’t understand."
"That happen a lot?" He doesn’t smile. I look at the sheet again. This was an awkward conversation.
i mean everything to you ?
i'm your world ?
you never want to lose me ?
is that why it was so easy for you to walk out of my life ?
Mine .
- NotYours_x
Never say
Goodbye
because saying goodbye
means
going away&&going away
means
forgetting.
- peter pan
Goodbye
because saying goodbye
means
going away&&going away
means
forgetting.
- peter pan
I stopped trying along time
ago
i can't see what it matters
you never cared anyway
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i can't see what it matters
you never cared anyway
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"It’s like…a vision. Or putting on funny glasses. It just kind of flickers in and out, every now and then. I never really know when. And it shows me…people. And what they feel. And their-"
"Power centres."
"Am I a freak?" He sits back.
"No! Of course not."
"Oh." I look at the sheet. I wanted to curl up, or at least sit up but my shoulder prevented me. I felt vulnerable in this position. I sniff once.
"I think you should attend this college." I look up again, startled.
"What? Why?" I ask.
"Because you are gifted and you should learn to control your power."
"I feel stuff too."
"I beg your pardon?"
"I mean…I feel things. Like…I get this thing telling me to pack an umbrella, so I do, and it rains. Stuff like that, it’s kinda hard to explain…"I wish I had kept my mouth shut.
"I understand. What happened after the party?" He changed my line of thought.
"I woke up in a car and told them to let me go. Like, they had kidnapped me? And the guy shoved me and I fell into the door and knocked myself out. He didn’t mean to."
"Why are you standing up for them." I look up and Luken was seething, suddenly angry.
"I- I don’t know, I just, I…" I force myself to snap my mouth shut. This was the first man I had ever met that made me stammer this way. Maybe it was just the painkillers.
"That guy shot you. You almost died." The word died chilled me to the bone. I had never as much as broken a bone before these last few days, or knocked myself out. I force back unwanted tears.
"And then you came along. My hero." I let a small smile loose.
"They marked you."
"They…what?"
"Marked you. On the back of your neck." I touch the back of my neck but couldn’t feel anything, except it hurt when I touch it.
"What are you taking about? What’s a mark?" He just looks at me.
"It’s like a tattoo. They give it to you when you enter their property. So they know you have permission to be there. Do you not remember receiving it?" I totally panicked.
"I was unconscious, I woke up inside and I-" I gulp. Luken doesn’t say anything.
"Sorry. This is happening kind of fast for me." I say after a minute.
"I understand." He says again.
"Who are they?" That didn’t sound right but Luken understood.
"They are the Killawalans. They are…our enemies."
"Who’s our?" I ask.
"The Killawalans practice dark magic."
"Yeah, I know." He narrows his eyes.
"And you don’t?" I ask him. He shakes his head.
"No."
"Right." I nod.
"I dropped out of school." I blurt out.
"Your parents didn’t mind." I laugh once.
"No…I’m an orphan."
"I’m sorry." I shrug.
"It doesn’t seem that bad because I have never known anything else. It just is…you adapt." I shrug again. The silence stretches out. My shoulder burns.
"Why did you say ‘come to me’?" I ask after a few more moments.
"I beg your pardon?"
"In the forest. You said ‘come to me’." He looks at me, then looks me up and down once. I blush.
"So I could transport you."
"You-what?"
"I can teleport."
"So that how we ended up landing on a table?"
"Yes, sorry. I didn’t have much time to focus."
"I imagine not. Why did you want to teleport me?"
"I don’t understand."
"I mean. I was marked and one of those evil guys and why did you bring me here?" He sits back in his chair, taken back.
"Don’t you want to be here?"
"Well, I didn’t want to be there." I counter. He mumbles something.
"But how did you know?" I continue. He looks into my eyes again, and again the feeling there was intense. He searched them. I don’t know what he was looking for or what he found but a moment later he spoke softly.
"I don’t know." He whispered. The silence continued until he suddenly stands up.
"Sleep. I hope your shoulder gets better." He starts to leave.
"Wait!" I say as he reaches the curtain. He pauses.
"I want to start…school here?" He turns back to look at me and searches my eyes again.
"But I don’t have much money." I continue into the silence.
"It’s free. Everything is supplied." Oh. That’s odd.
"I will talk with your teachers tomorrow. You can start classes when you are ready." And with that he leaves. I sit back, my head in total a wreck as thoughts floated around through the fog. I was confused. What had I just done? I look at the closed curtain that he had just walked out of and came up with two words for our encounter.
Intense. Awkward.
[feedback]
"It’s like…a vision. Or putting on funny glasses. It just kind of flickers in and out, every now and then. I never really know when. And it shows me…people. And what they feel. And their-"
"Power centres."
"Am I a freak?" He sits back.
"No! Of course not."
"Oh." I look at the sheet. I wanted to curl up, or at least sit up but my shoulder prevented me. I felt vulnerable in this position. I sniff once.
"I think you should attend this college." I look up again, startled.
"What? Why?" I ask.
"Because you are gifted and you should learn to control your power."
"I feel stuff too."
"I beg your pardon?"
"I mean…I feel things. Like…I get this thing telling me to pack an umbrella, so I do, and it rains. Stuff like that, it’s kinda hard to explain…"I wish I had kept my mouth shut.
"I understand. What happened after the party?" He changed my line of thought.
"I woke up in a car and told them to let me go. Like, they had kidnapped me? And the guy shoved me and I fell into the door and knocked myself out. He didn’t mean to."
"Why are you standing up for them." I look up and Luken was seething, suddenly angry.
"I- I don’t know, I just, I…" I force myself to snap my mouth shut. This was the first man I had ever met that made me stammer this way. Maybe it was just the painkillers.
"That guy shot you. You almost died." The word died chilled me to the bone. I had never as much as broken a bone before these last few days, or knocked myself out. I force back unwanted tears.
"And then you came along. My hero." I let a small smile loose.
"They marked you."
"They…what?"
"Marked you. On the back of your neck." I touch the back of my neck but couldn’t feel anything, except it hurt when I touch it.
"What are you taking about? What’s a mark?" He just looks at me.
"It’s like a tattoo. They give it to you when you enter their property. So they know you have permission to be there. Do you not remember receiving it?" I totally panicked.
"I was unconscious, I woke up inside and I-" I gulp. Luken doesn’t say anything.
"Sorry. This is happening kind of fast for me." I say after a minute.
"I understand." He says again.
"Who are they?" That didn’t sound right but Luken understood.
"They are the Killawalans. They are…our enemies."
"Who’s our?" I ask.
"The Killawalans practice dark magic."
"Yeah, I know." He narrows his eyes.
"And you don’t?" I ask him. He shakes his head.
"No."
"Right." I nod.
"I dropped out of school." I blurt out.
"Your parents didn’t mind." I laugh once.
"No…I’m an orphan."
"I’m sorry." I shrug.
"It doesn’t seem that bad because I have never known anything else. It just is…you adapt." I shrug again. The silence stretches out. My shoulder burns.
"Why did you say ‘come to me’?" I ask after a few more moments.
"I beg your pardon?"
"In the forest. You said ‘come to me’." He looks at me, then looks me up and down once. I blush.
"So I could transport you."
"You-what?"
"I can teleport."
"So that how we ended up landing on a table?"
"Yes, sorry. I didn’t have much time to focus."
"I imagine not. Why did you want to teleport me?"
"I don’t understand."
"I mean. I was marked and one of those evil guys and why did you bring me here?" He sits back in his chair, taken back.
"Don’t you want to be here?"
"Well, I didn’t want to be there." I counter. He mumbles something.
"But how did you know?" I continue. He looks into my eyes again, and again the feeling there was intense. He searched them. I don’t know what he was looking for or what he found but a moment later he spoke softly.
"I don’t know." He whispered. The silence continued until he suddenly stands up.
"Sleep. I hope your shoulder gets better." He starts to leave.
"Wait!" I say as he reaches the curtain. He pauses.
"I want to start…school here?" He turns back to look at me and searches my eyes again.
"But I don’t have much money." I continue into the silence.
"It’s free. Everything is supplied." Oh. That’s odd.
"I will talk with your teachers tomorrow. You can start classes when you are ready." And with that he leaves. I sit back, my head in total a wreck as thoughts floated around through the fog. I was confused. What had I just done? I look at the closed curtain that he had just walked out of and came up with two words for our encounter.
Intense. Awkward.
i'll just pretend to hug
you,
until you get here_<3
until you get here_<3
The
vision-9
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I couldn’t get back to sleep but the morning soon came. I wondered what Luken was doing here so late…or early? Maybe he knew I was going to wake up, but how? Anyway it wasn’t long after sunrise that there was noises beyond the curtain. I might have found the courage to get up and open it except for the major factor being that I wasn’t wearing any clothes. But soon an unfamiliar middle aged lady poked her head through the curtain, saw me awake and smiled sheepishly.
"Why good morning, I didn’t think you would be awake." She closes the blue curtain behind her.
"Couldn’t sleep." I return the warm smile as best as I could but I was unaccustomed to being surrounded by strangers.
"My name is Lisa Montgomery. Do you know what this place is?" She asks hesitantly. I smile again.
"School. For the gifted." She looks relieved.
"Well that is one less thing I have to explain. Luken came to me very early this morning, he told me all about you."
"He doesn’t know much so that can’t have taken long." Lisa chuckles.
"True. But he informed me that you would like to start boarding here, and I come to say we would be honored to have you!"
"Jeez…thanks!" I say, surprised and taken back but in a good way. So it was a boarding school, that was handy I guess.
"May I sit?" She asks, motioning the chair Luken had vacated a few hours previously.
"Of course."
"Well, I just dropped in to let you know a little more about the school, assuming you still want to attend?"
"Yeah, it’s really interesting I mean, I never even knew anyone who was gifted or anything before. It’s kind of a bit of a shock to the system." I say shyly, Lisa smiles warmly.
"Many people haven’t but we are common. Though most of us choose to disguise ourselves or live in remote areas. It’s the number one rule of our people, protect your identities at all costs." She emphasized the word ‘all’. I nod solemnly.
"Of course."
"Anyway, we all worship a goddess called Zin. She is our creator."
"I haven’t heard of her." I admit, wondering if Lisa would become angry at me. She looks serious but not upset.
"I’m sure you have heard of many, false, human gods. But we were made by a creator, we are not evolved. Zin is the one who chooses to gift us and watches over our lives." I nod but didn’t know what to think, I had never truly believed in a religion before.
"You will fit in nicely here, though you are starting older than most. You will begin in fifth form."
"Oh." I say nervously.
"But that’s ok, you will adapt quickly. You will be given a room that you may have to share with a room mate and will attend classes from 8AM to 3PM." I nod and she continues.
"We have a weekly ceremony that honors our goddess and students are expected to attend most weeks. There really isn't a lot that you need to know that you won‘t pick up. You are only aloud to leave campus with permission from a teacher or adult. You may begin classes when you think you are healed well enough but there is no rush. Is there anything I can get you for now?"
"Um, some clothes?"
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I couldn’t get back to sleep but the morning soon came. I wondered what Luken was doing here so late…or early? Maybe he knew I was going to wake up, but how? Anyway it wasn’t long after sunrise that there was noises beyond the curtain. I might have found the courage to get up and open it except for the major factor being that I wasn’t wearing any clothes. But soon an unfamiliar middle aged lady poked her head through the curtain, saw me awake and smiled sheepishly.
"Why good morning, I didn’t think you would be awake." She closes the blue curtain behind her.
"Couldn’t sleep." I return the warm smile as best as I could but I was unaccustomed to being surrounded by strangers.
"My name is Lisa Montgomery. Do you know what this place is?" She asks hesitantly. I smile again.
"School. For the gifted." She looks relieved.
"Well that is one less thing I have to explain. Luken came to me very early this morning, he told me all about you."
"He doesn’t know much so that can’t have taken long." Lisa chuckles.
"True. But he informed me that you would like to start boarding here, and I come to say we would be honored to have you!"
"Jeez…thanks!" I say, surprised and taken back but in a good way. So it was a boarding school, that was handy I guess.
"May I sit?" She asks, motioning the chair Luken had vacated a few hours previously.
"Of course."
"Well, I just dropped in to let you know a little more about the school, assuming you still want to attend?"
"Yeah, it’s really interesting I mean, I never even knew anyone who was gifted or anything before. It’s kind of a bit of a shock to the system." I say shyly, Lisa smiles warmly.
"Many people haven’t but we are common. Though most of us choose to disguise ourselves or live in remote areas. It’s the number one rule of our people, protect your identities at all costs." She emphasized the word ‘all’. I nod solemnly.
"Of course."
"Anyway, we all worship a goddess called Zin. She is our creator."
"I haven’t heard of her." I admit, wondering if Lisa would become angry at me. She looks serious but not upset.
"I’m sure you have heard of many, false, human gods. But we were made by a creator, we are not evolved. Zin is the one who chooses to gift us and watches over our lives." I nod but didn’t know what to think, I had never truly believed in a religion before.
"You will fit in nicely here, though you are starting older than most. You will begin in fifth form."
"Oh." I say nervously.
"But that’s ok, you will adapt quickly. You will be given a room that you may have to share with a room mate and will attend classes from 8AM to 3PM." I nod and she continues.
"We have a weekly ceremony that honors our goddess and students are expected to attend most weeks. There really isn't a lot that you need to know that you won‘t pick up. You are only aloud to leave campus with permission from a teacher or adult. You may begin classes when you think you are healed well enough but there is no rush. Is there anything I can get you for now?"
"Um, some clothes?"
my day is not
complete
till i've freaked out a
total { stranger}
:]
complete
till i've freaked out a
total { stranger}
:]
|you still mean the world to her|
[ youre just not worth the fight anymore]
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|♥|♥|♥|
